Mama Booze

Bring my mood down baby, please
I want you too.
If your hell is burning let me put it out
Don’t be kind
I want you to

So you’ve got some bad news
I’ve got some good but I don’t care…
Just tell me baby, I want you to

(Well you’re loved one of 30 years is living his last dying days, there’s a noise in your head that just won’t seem to stop. And it gets louder every day that seems to be the same loud day. You’re brother’s screaming, he’s got a disorder.
Why, you’re uncle’s an alcoholic, and his wife’s a jailbird. You’re mom likes the drink too.. her husband owns his hands and ain’t afraid to use ‘em on her.
Your granny’s Italian, she crys at everything. Her mom died a long time ago. Her sister got raped when she was a kid.
And the volume in your head is on max and going up.)

Can I put my hand on the dial in your head, please baby?
If you wreck my buzz, I can.
I want you to.
Baby please.

I can make it stop I promise
Just don’t be so kind.
Everyone has a light switch, don’t be afraid to use it.
Don’t be afraid to ruin my mood.
Scream to me baby, let me see your mangled soul.
Air heals wounds.
It stings for a while.
But then it’s just a scar that reminds us to breath.

Sooner or later they’ll all be in the ground and it’ll be you and me
Left with a memory.
Everything in your life.